I couldn′t wait for no man

Divided your face in freehand, because

There's context

There′s context in our love

Riding away on horseback

Carving a name, the romance had gone

There's context in our love

There's context in our love

There′s context in our love

There′s context in our love

Rolled on your instep

Firing in ways that I won't

Hiding your waist and

Probably placed that I don′t

Oh, there's contact

Oh, there′s contact